When Isabella chose him as her husband, Ferdinand once fantasized that Isabella would marry him as a queen rather than a co-lord.

For this reason, he secretly engaged in a lot of activities and even spent a lot of money to buy some very important confidants around Isabella, asking them to lobby for him in front of Isabella.

Ferdinand was almost successful at that time, but no one expected that Isabella would suddenly change her mind. In the following years, the Castiles who secretly met Ferdinand were exiled for various reasons.

Ferdinand always believed that his plan was leaked unintentionally, which also attracted Isabella's fierce reaction.

But now he began to doubt that perhaps someone had quietly told Isabella about his plan, and unless this was the case, it would be impossible to explain that those people were gradually cleared.

It doesn't matter how the truth of the past is, and now he is facing doubts from the nobles of Zaragoza.

"So do you think I should apologize to you, right?" Ferdinand stared at the nobles with a gloomy face. "Just because you were having sex and drinking all night in my court, I must apologize to you, and how many of you really care about what was going on the front line at that time."

"Your Majesty, it's a bit too much for you to say this," a nobleman replied in a stiff voice. "We have the right to know what happened on the battlefield, after all, it's about our army."

"It's my army!"

Ferdinand suddenly growled in anger, and he stood up and walked towards the nobleman, poking his chest with his fingers.

"Don't forget that I am your king, and not forget that I exempt you from many taxes and obligations. The only condition is to provide me with the army I need. So you are not qualified to complain to me!"

The nobleman looked at Ferdinand with a pale face. He seemed to want to say something, but as Ferdinand stared at him, the nobleman's expression gradually became uneasy.

"I am your king," Ferdinand raised his hand and pressed it on the shoulder of the nobles gradually. "If you still admit this, kneel in front of me and ask for my forgiveness."

The nobleman glanced at the hand that was on his shoulder, his cheeks trembled slightly, as if he was struggling constantly, but in the end he slowly knelt down.

"Please forgive me my Majesty."

The aristocrat's lost look made Ferdinand secretly satisfied, but a little disappointed.

It wasn't this person, he thought to himself.

Then his eyes turned to the silent nobles. Seeing that they were frustrated but helpless, he wiped away several suspects in his heart.

Ferdinand guessed that the enemy would not be stupid at this time and did not have to expose himself. They must be hiding very deeply and must be people he could never have imagined.

So who could it be?

While Ferdinand couldn't help but wonder, he kept thinking about how to deal with the embarrassing situation in front of him.

It is a shameful thing for a king to be forced to use lies to maintain his confidence among the nobles, not to mention that he was caught and was caught.

But at this time he could no longer care about it. On the contrary, the exposure of the lies made Ferdinand finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He suddenly realized that it didn't seem difficult to reveal everything to everyone.

"I need your army, knights, and experienced officers," said Ferdinand, like the nobles, "if you don't want a Naples woman, or just a Castile, to sit on this throne, you give me the army and your destiny."

The nobles looked at each other, and they knew that both as ministers and as Aragonese could not refuse Ferdinand's request, and that would make them traitors of Aragon.

Moreover, Ferdinand's words really touched them deeply. They could hardly imagine how a foreign monarch would rule them. This made them instinctively choose him even though they had no good feelings for Ferdinand.

Under the leadership of a general, the nobles handed the sword that represented their power inverted the hilt of the sword to Ferdinand. Seeing him symbolically holding each hilt, many people did not have the idea of ​​"I don't know whether this is right or wrong" in their hearts.

Just as people were still angry about the defeat in the town of Rome and were talking about it, some changes quietly took place in the palace of Zaragoza.

Ferdinand suddenly ordered the appointment of a group of followers around him as imperial court officials. Although this position seemed nothing special, careful people would find that these newly appointed new officials were given important responsibilities of protecting the palace.

At the same time, Ferdinand reappointed the commander of the city defense force in Zaragoza.

Although doing this may not completely eliminate the threat from the secret enemy, at least Ferdinand has noticed and prepared.

This may make his enemies unable to act rashly because of caution, and the time he bought was exactly what Ferdinand needed most urgently now.

The changes that took place in the palace were not hidden from the Archbishop's eyes.

This made the Archbishop realize that Ferdinand should have noticed the danger hidden beside him.

In the Cathedral of Zaragoza, the archbishop walked slowly while thinking about how to deal with Ferdinand until a priest came from a distance and stopped and bowed a few steps away from him.

"Sir, I'm back."

Seeing the priest's archbishop's eyes lit up, he lowered his voice as the priest held up his hand and kissed him, "So what news do you bring back?"

"Sir, Archbishop Paul of Valencia greets you," the priest replied respectfully. He noticed that the archbishop was still waiting and continued to say, "In addition, the Duchess of Gandino also asked me to bring you her greetings, and the Duchess asked me to convey a word to you."

As he said that, the priest stood up and looked at the Archbishop slowly but clearly said: "After God's revelation, the second sentence of 1 Timothy is the truth."

"Prayers and blessings for the king and all the incumbents will allow us to live our lives in piety, righteousness and peace."
Chapter completed!